What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

Chapter 443: He does not mean that

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Since that exchange, He Yunxiao's morning time has been taken away by Qing Yuzi.

Every day at sunrise, He Yunxiao went to Qing Yuzi's room on time to stare with her.

Qing Yuzi euphemistically called it "teaching the juniors", but in fact it didn't teach anything useful. To be precise, He Yunxiao came to practice kung fu with Qing Yuzi, and more precisely, it was Qing Yuzi practicing kung fu, He Yunxiao watched.

But Daoist Bai has been wearing a bamboo hat all the time, so he can't see his face clearly, and it's very rude to just look at her other places.

Fortunately, this so-called "sunrise preaching" was just a formality. He Yunxiao went to Qing Yuzi's place to stay for a while, and after she settled down and concentrated on practicing, she could leave on her own.

In the long-awaited call of the Qi army near Yin Jingcheng, the southwestern king of the 800,000 Qi army who controlled the southwestern defense line of Qi State came to the vicinity of Yin Jing smoothly.

There are two main lines of defense in Qi.

The first is the Yan defense line in the north, with more than one million Chen soldiers along the east and west lines. The next day was the southwestern defense line of the Southwest King, facing the Great Food Kingdom, with 800,000 Chen soldiers.

The good news is that the King of the Southwest is coming.

The bad news is that the King of Southwest came, but he only brought 300,000 people with him.

According to the general estimation of the Qi army, the King of Southwest should bring back 500,000 frontier troops to help Yin Jing.

However, compared to the 200,000 people who were under the belt, the Southwest King himself was the most important.

The eldest princess and the 600,000 Qi army dispatched in advance were blocked in the city by the Yan army. It was extremely difficult to communicate with the outside world, and they could only see words, but not people. This left the Qi army outside Yin Jingcheng without a backbone.

As the younger brother of the first emperor, the King of Southwest, a powerful prince with great military exploits, can naturally take over the role of the eldest princess and call on the Qi army outside Yinjing City.

There is a big difference between the loose sand on the side and a Qi army under unified command.

Basically equivalent to an elephant and a herd of rabbits. The former predators dare not move rashly, while the latter run around all over the ground, and the predators are sure to catch each one.

The scouts of the new Chu Army ran back and forth, constantly bringing information from afar to Ruobao's house. This information is not only from the Yan army, but also from the Qi army. According to Ruobao's estimate, the total number of regular Qi troops gathered outside Yin Jing City is about 500,000 to 600,000.

According to the original estimate of the Southwest King's 500,000 reinforcements, the Yinjing Qi army with a million reinforcements, plus the more than 600,000 Qi troops in Yinjing City, is exactly twice as large as the Qi Yan army.

Now the King of Southwest only brings 300,000 people, which makes this "double" incomplete.

But that's okay, the Qi army is still much larger than the Yan army, and with the possession of "geographical advantages and harmonious people", it is only a matter of time before the Yan army is defeated.

The new Chu army with more than 70,000 people is not a small force among all the Qi troops that aided Yin Jing. Therefore, he received an invitation from the Southwest King's "Hundred Armies Alliance" as a matter of course.

By candlelight, looking at the invitation letter from King Xixi, He Yunxiao asked Ruobao, "Shall we go?"

"Naturally." Ruobao said firmly.

"For our new Chu army, if we really want to gain a firm foothold in the Qi army, we can't just rely on distributing food to others, and we can't do good relations. We must show real achievements."

It's not that He Yunxiao doesn't understand this truth, it's just that the guerrilla fighting is in full swing now, and the Yandong army is so angry that it's a pity to give up guerrilla tactics and cooperate with most of the Qi army to fight head-on. If he continues to fight guerrilla warfare, He Yunxiao is sure to double the current 70,000-strong new Chu army within a year.

He Yunxiao put his arms around Ruobao's waist. "Listen to the weak treasure, if the weak treasure says, let's go."

Feeling He Yunxiao's restless big hand, Ruobao's fair cheeks couldn't help burning. She was not like this before, but for some reason recently, she is always out of her mind.

Of course He Yunxiao understood, he did it on purpose.

He looked at Ruobao's eyes filled with spring water, and coaxed her: "Madam, go to bed first."

Ruobao is a very clean girl, but now she has a puffy face, a lazy body, and a natural coquettish attitude, which smells like Mengbao's aftermath.

He Yunxiao hugged Ruobao's soft and fragrant body, silently thanking "the great Daoist Qing Yuzi" in his heart. At the same time, I am also a little dreamy.

When I return to Yinjing, I must find Mengbao to catch up on the old days.

"Weak treasure."

"Um?"

"Tomorrow's 'Hundred Armies League', who shall we bring there?"

"Tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow." Fan Ziruo's body was extremely comfortable, and his whole body was so comfortable that he didn't want to move. She leaned limply on He Yunxiao and yawned.

"Sleepy?"

"Um."

When the human body is comfortable and relaxed, it is easy to get sleepy.

"It's not boring."

"Wait, uh~"

Before Ruobao could finish his sentence, he could only bite his lips lightly with silver teeth, and shut his mouth tightly.

At sunrise, He Yunxiao went to find Qing Yuzi as usual.

After coming here a few times, He Yunxiao was quite familiar with him, so he knocked on the door casually, without even waiting for Qing Yuzi to say "Please come in", he pushed the door and went in.

"Morning Daoist."

When He Yunxiao "appeared" to ensure that she "would not be disturbed", Qing Yuzi began to practice Kungfu early with peace of mind.

She sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground, and responded coldly to He Yunxiao's good morning: "Yes."

He Yunxiao sat cross-legged very skillfully, naturally facing Qing Yuzi face to face. After everything is ready, start to practice, first run a small week with internal force...

After a while: The Taoist priest has a really good figure.

Qing Yuzi naturally sat upright when she was practicing, and He Yunxiao was opposite her, almost as if she deliberately stood up for He Yunxiao to see.

Who can stand this

However, He Yunxiao also knew it was impolite, so he hurriedly calculated the parameters and looked away.

He Yunxiao is not good at practicing martial arts, so the reason why he can come to Qingyuzi's house to meditate with her every day at sunrise is naturally inseparable from the Taoist priest's own beauty.

He Yunxiao calculated a few numbers in his mind, and after thinking about it, he felt that he had made a mistake. So I plan to recalculate.

Start measuring...

"What are you looking at?" Qing Yuzi's voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm watching, looking at the scenery outside the window." He Yunxiao was quick to think.

Qing Yuzi looked back out of the window, only the dark sky in the morning, nothing.

"What's the view outside the window?"

"No, nothing."

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Ahem." He Yunxiao knew that Yuan would not come back, so he could only use the poems of his seniors to hint that Daoist Bai was gone.

"You sit in the house and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from the opposite side. The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams."

It roughly means: Taoist priest is the scenery in my eyes, so beautiful that I can't forget it even when I sleep at night.

Although the words were twisted and twisted, Qing Yuzi understood. He Yunxiao's original intention was to "make a joke" and "just make a joke", but he forgot that he hadn't talked to any woman other than the heroine for a long time. So when talking to Qing Yuzi, it's inevitable that you don't know the importance.

When He Yunxiao said this, he thought it was nothing, but when Qing Yuzi heard it, it was naked love.

He does not mean that.

Qing Yuzi was silent for a moment after listening, and then said: "Although this Dao doesn't teach you much, it can be regarded as half of your master."

She politely rejected He Yunxiao. To be precise, it is to use the "teacher-student" relationship to cut off his thoughts.

Who would have thought that when He Yunxiao heard these words, he thought it was Qing Yuzi who was instructing him, intending to "accept him as a disciple".

How many people wish for a great master to be their master.

"Master, please be respected by your disciples!"

Before Qing Yuzi could react, He Yunxiao had already kowtowed three times.

Qing Yuzi:? ?

There was a ready-made tea set in Qing Yuzi's room, so He Yunxiao immediately started serving tea to Master.

"Master, drink tea!"

As long as Qing Yuzi drank He Yunxiao's tea, their master-student relationship was established.

"Accepting disciples in this way needs to be discussed within the sect."

"It's okay, I'll be an outer disciple first." He Yunxiao didn't want to let go of the opportunity to hug his thigh.

Qing Yuzi thought for a while, picked up He Yunxiao's teacup, and brought it to his mouth over the white gauze.

When it reached the edge of the mouth, he just held it like that, unable to speak for a long time.

She didn't know why, but the teacup, which was so light at that time, now weighed tens of millions of catties.

The past came to mind one by one, and Qing Yuzi suddenly realized that the cause and effect with He Yunxiao had been entangled too much at some point, the teacup was not heavy, and the fate was too heavy.

That's all.

Qing Yuzi put down the teacup.

It doesn't matter if I drink tea or not, he thinks it's fine if I drink it. There is a master-student relationship here, and I think he will be able to settle down in the future.

He Yunxiao took the tea cup that Qing Yuzi put down, put the tea cup back on the table, and continued to stare at Qing Yuzi on the futon.

Qing Yuzi:

(end of this chapter)